Today is ON NOTICE. I woke up 30 minutes late. We had surprise snow of a couple of inches so the roads were horrible, traffic was crap, and there were 2 accidents on the way to the airport. I parked in the garage cause I didn't have time to do the offsite parking. The security line was crazy long. Half way through I realized I left my phone on the front seat of my car, but the flight was due to leave in 20 minutes, so no time to run back to the car. Oh, and the only inhaler I have with my is down to the last 15 puffs, so I have to conserve. Got through security, hot footed it as best as I could to the gate, which is deserted except for one employee who greets me by name and waves me down the jetway where another employee also greets me by name. The flight attendant found me room in the overhead near my seat, I have no idea how he worked his magic as I was the last person to board.
Get to Salt Lake and I should be able to put the earlier shit show behind me right? I grab a latte and pastry for breakfast before heading to my rental car. Where I trip, spilling the latte everywhere, including on my one coat. I skinned up a knee but was otherwise ok. Not one person came to my aid and there were plenty of people around who could have. I finally got in my car and realize I don't know how to get to the office, I've always used Google Maps on my phone. Somehow I got here without any wayward turns. Not sure how that happened, but I'll take it. I know how to get to my hotel and various restaurants, so I'll just need to print out the return trip to the airport for tomorrow.
I'm in the office, my knee is throbbing, my shoes have decided to be uncomfortable instead of my reliable travel shoes. The only other pair I brought with me are flip flops in case I decide to get a pedicure (oh hell yes, I need the pampering today). And now I have back to back meetings from 11am through 4pm. Meetings I am leading and have to be ON for.
Oh, dear, Suzi. I'm sorry.
Yikes, Suzi. You're not just having a day; it's like three of them ganged up and jumped you! I hope now that you're in the office and doing the job you know how to do (even with achy knee), it's smooth sailing from here.
Suzi, you officially are having a worse Tuesday than I am. I'm cold, wet, and angry because I spent 90 minutes standing outside in the rain waiting for a shuttle, but I'm not bleeding and I have my phone, so I guess I'm all right.
Ugh, Suzi, that is super irritating and vexing.
Also, Cute Overload just closed. I haz a sad. I don't know where to get cute anymore.
Oh noooooo. I mean, it's not a huge surprise, given the weirdness in November, but noooooo.
Sophia, have you seen this?
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And no more cute overload? That doesn't seem fair to the world.
So turns out I like not working more than working. Also I like seeing friends multiple days in a row more than not seeing friends for just one day.
Also, Cute Overload just closed.
WHAT?
I mean, that kinda sounds like something I was told was going to happen, but OH NOES!
Oh, man, Suzi. Glad you made it, and I certainly hope that the rest of your day is super smooth and easy!
That tattoo was gorgeous.
Som meeting number 1 is done and faster than usual because my project manager hasn't made an appearance yet. So I have a long list of questions for him from the first meeting, which means we will have to call the task manager back and go through things a second time. Not on.
I have a break before my next meeting. Normally I would go out for lunch, but right now I don't want to go anywhere. My knee hurts, my feet hurt, and I just don't want to chance anything else special happening.
I keep having visions of someone breaking into my car for my phone. I just don't want to think about it.
In happier making news, CJ starts the Fire Academy on Thursday. This is part of his fire science degree, but it is the heart and soul of what he wants to do. His level of excitement is through the roof. I just hope he applies that excitement to the actual work involved. Before I left, he made sure I'd be home Thursday morning to see him off to school. He may be 19, but it is still nice when he makes me feel needed.
